Slippery slope

[Toolkeeper]

Another story being brought over - multiple chapters.

Chapter 1

When I was in college several years ago, my fraternity brothers and I spent many an afternoon passing the time telling many a tall tale about fine tail that we had enjoyed. We also learned all kinds of card games, board games like Penta and backgammon, and other diversions when the boredom of lying about our exploits with women got to be too much. My favorite game was dominoes. I could sit and play that game with a couple of my friends all night if there was nothing else going on. I loved the challenge of the game, and creating a strategy that could let me take on all comers. The cut throat competition with my fraternity brothers honed my skills and drive to win that to this day helps me succeed as a foreign exchange trader in the US office of a small European investment banking firm.

If you ask most people about dominos, they won't relate it to the game itself. Instead they can recall scenes on television or on the Internet where a large group of people line up domino game pieces in a hugely complex maze, and then set off the chain reaction of knocking every piece in wildly artistic pattern. The pure beauty of it amazes. And there were times where we would get bored playing, and we would set up these wild patters in the fraternity house lounge. Sometimes we'd put a shot glass in the middle of the pattern or empty beer can to see what would happen. That version of what you do with dominos is a more appropriate way of describing the last couple of months of my life.

I met my wife Tanya at college, although we didn't start dating until after we both graduated college and ran into each other at a happy hour near where we both work. Tanya is a cute young woman of 28 with brilliant blue eyes and we've been married for a little over three years. She works in the marketing department of a multinational consumer goods company, the name of which is irrelevant to the story. During college, she wasn't much for board games as she could rarely sit still for the quiet introspective thinking for the game. Rather, she'd watch me play feigning interest, and then move to hang around at the bar, dancing and talking to whomever.

By the time I ran into Tanya that night, I had been working for a couple of years for my firm, creating a foreign exchange trading strategy that was fairly lucrative. I had not been spending much time playing dominos, but my strategy was not unlike the crazy maze of pieces toppling along according to a preset plan. The strategy moved across the globe each day starting in Asian markets, moving to Middle Eastern markets to European markets to the United States and then back across the Pacific. Sort of an endless game of dominos - trading yen, diners, euros and dollars. However, no matter how perfect the layout, occasionally, a piece set up in the wrong place causes the toppling to go awry.

As I said, Tanya and I have been married for a little over three years. Even though we have a nice house in an upscale urban Denver neighborhood, we have not even begun to think about children due our fast paced careers. Tanya travels about once per month for presentations, and I have to occasionally fly out of town to meet with potential clients of our firm to discuss my strategy. Even without traveling, we are so busy at work that we usually aren't home until around 8pm each night. Generally on Thursday and Friday nights, we meet up at happy hour with either mutual friends from college or our neighborhood or with our work colleagues from our companies.

Tanya is a very outgoing woman who is supremely confident in herself without being considered arrogant, bitchy, or any other negative stereotypes with ambitious young career woman. She is 5'4" 115 pound bundle of energy with a straight black hair and blue eyes. Of northern European descent, her skin is sexy pale during the cold winter months, but turns to very nice tan in the summer. She looks hot in a small bikini, and she also looks hot in a short black skirt with thigh highs. For that matter, she turns many a head when she enters a room. When hanging around at happy hour or a dinner party, people who don't know her well would say she is "tastefully flirty". Just enough flirtation to make you feel good about yourself, but also let you know that she has her limits.

Fortunately, our relationship has been very good since we married. Very little in the way of fights or disagreements beyond the usual stuff - unloading dishwasher, going to the dry cleaners, errands, etc. Real small stuff. Although I've had the opportunity on a few occasions, I've never stepped out on Tanya. I'm sure that she's had similar opportunities, and to my knowledge hasn't acted on any advances by men she has come in contact with. Our sex life is also pretty hot. Although we didn't hook up the first night we kindled our relationship, it wasn't long before we were spending the entire weekend in bed exploring each other. While not out of control adventurous, very little is out of bounds with each other, and we enjoy oral sex, playing with her toys, anal sex (not too regular) and getting crazy when we go away for a long weekend or a weeklong vacation at a resort or after we've had a few glasses of wine. Our lovemaking is generally four or so times per week, but less than the twice a day routine seen in many marriages during its first year.

Recently, I took on two staff members to help run my trading strategy so that I could spend more time marketing it to clients, and to reduce the active time spent executing trades. There have been times where I've woken up in the middle of the night and tinkered with my trading model for hours. The disruption in normal sleeping pattern was making me feel tired, and I caught myself "setting up a domino in the wrong place" before trades lead to big losses. Early on I would get a call at 2am or so maybe once or twice a week from the traders to ask questions, but for the most part, the strategy worked just like the game - dominos falling right into place.

At about the same time, Tanya was working on restructuring a marketing campaign and had to travel one or two nights a week for about a two month period, plus work late a few nights a week. I also had to travel a bit to meet with clients and prospects so we weren't spending an awful lot of time with one another. We had even missed the last three Thursday and Friday happy hours, and our friends were texting us asking when we were going to make a guest appearance.

Over a hurried cup of coffee one Wednesday morning, Tanya and I were chatting and laughing that we hadn't made love in over two weeks which was a record for us - part of one week missed because of her travels, then her period, then my travels, then more of hers. She gave me a very sexy kiss and said she was getting unbelievably horny. She said that she needed some hard cock, and we should make damn sure we made happy hour this Thursday night, followed by -- wink wink, and maybe we take Friday off and spend it in bed. I gave her a nice kiss back and laughing, told her that if she dressed like she has been dressing as sexy as she had been lately, she'd have no problem with getting what she needed. I had teased her about wearing more skirts to work lately, and with a laugh she turned it around on me saying that it's my fault - I shouldn't have bought her those expensive thigh high stockings for Valentine's Day. They were far more comfortable than regular tights, and it didn't make sense to wear them with a pants suit. She had even been noticed more at the most recent couple of happy hours, as more guys would come up to her and try to chat her up. In fact, three weeks before, I had arrived at the bar late and one guy that hangs with our local group was spending a great deal of time with her before they noticed I had strolled in. We made plans for Thursday night.

Before I left the office on Thursday, I set up my team for the night's trading plan. We were going to invest in a series of trades and enter into repurchase agreements to lock in profits which required timely execution of the currency exchanges. Nothing we hadn't done before, but with a few twists to try to outsmart other currency traders that may have been betting against me. I got to our local wine bar around 730pm and it appeared that Tanya had been there for a bit. Holding a glass of red wine, she was talking to the same guy from three weeks ago. Dressed in a white silk blouse with black skirt that was about four inches above her knee, Jon frequently looked at her legs encased in sheer black stockings. When she wears this blouse her breasts gently wobble when she laughs or giggles or makes a gesture. Jon, who was single local guy of about 30, worked as a lawyer in a local practice. We'd played golf a few times as part of a larger group, and I thought of him as a good guy. Although you could tell there was a bit of flirtation and attraction between the two, other people at the bar were also in and out of the conversation with the two of them. When Tanya saw me, she waved me over with a big smile on her face, and when I got to her, was greeted with a very nice kiss and squeeze of my arm. I could tell she was patiently horny. We would spend time catching up with friends, maybe have some snacks with our wine, and then either have a couple of people over before kicking out everyone to jump into the sack. I looked forward to the evening to come.

As I mentioned earlier, a misplaced domino can mess up the entire toppling of dominos. At around 11pm, one of my traders called me about such a misplaced domino. While far more complicated to describe, the trader had mismatched repurchase agreements and we were committing to buy Euros with yen when we should have been selling yen for dollars. The trading scheme was all messed up. Although I was concerned that I had had perhaps one or two more than I should have to help reset this strategy, an improper unwind would have screwed up the domino maze. I had to go into the office to help reset the trades.

Tanya was disappointed, but I did tell her that I wouldn't be too long and would meet her home in perhaps an hour or so. I'd keep in touch with texts to let her know how I was doing. She gave me a nice kiss and told me to hurry. One or two of her neighborhood girlfriends were probably going to come over to the house for a nightcap, so she was cool with it. It wasn't the first time it happened, and was bound to not be the last. I kissed her one last time goodbye, and playfully ran my hand along her stockinged thigh. Her wink back to me with those sparkling blue eyes almost made me say the hell with my currency positions!

I got to the office, and the trading program was upside down and would require much thinking to unwind positions, and get us back to dollars, and more importantly with minimal losses. After spending about 45 minutes with it, I feared that I would have to do manual trades with my team all night until the US bond market opened the next morning. I texted Tanya to make her aware of what was going on, and she told me to do what I had to do - she was already at the house with a few friends. About a half hour later, we figured a way to properly hedge ourselves, and I felt confident that I could let my traders restart the domino game and I could be on my way.

At around 1am, I left the office and took car service to my house which was about a ten minute drive. When I got to the house, since it was a warm spring night, I went around the back to see if everyone was hanging around on the patio. The house is on a fairly nice and private lot with hedges surrounding the sides and back of the property. I could hear a few women talking and giggling including Tanya and a guy laughing. I caught myself quickly as I stood by a lilac bush, and saw two of Tanya's friends laughing at a joke told by our friend Jon. Tanya was sitting very closely to Jon on a love seat lounge and I saw his hand was on her thigh. She was not making any effort to move his hand away, and each time he made them all laugh, she would grab his arm with both hands and bump her head into his shoulder.

Needless to say I was pretty surprised at her behavior, and frozen in my tracks. I was quite fascinated by this, and even though I had seen her flirtations in the past, somehow this felt different. If I moved around the path onto the patio, I think it would have caused some embarrassment even though it appeared innocent. Sort of. The hand on the leg, the sitting too close, the touching. I decided, let's let this play out. Maybe a misplaced domino was in the offing. After a gabbing and talking for awhile, the girls began looking at their watches and said they needed to be on their way. Jon picked up the empty glasses and the half empty bottle of wine and followed them into the house. Tanya walked them to the girls to the door as Jon brought the empties into the kitchen and loaded them in the dishwasher. When Jon walked from the kitchen into the great room, Tanya was walking back inside the front door. He suggested that there was enough for a half a glass of wine each to kill the bottle, and that he had to get on his way too. I moved toward the sliding screen doors - this was yet another surprise.

They sat on the love seat talking for a bit, and Jon started saying things that made her start giggling again - mostly about the people's habits at cocktail lounges and restaurants, commenting about moves guys made and women reacting. During one comment that made them both laugh, they both leaned toward each other and Jon put his hand on her shoulder. As they continued to laugh, Jon moved a bit closer and she looked into his eyes, and her laughing slowed. Putting his hand on the side of her head and running his fingers through her hair, he moved his face to hers and kissed her. The kiss lingered a bit, and after a minute their tongues started to move in each other's mouth. They leaned back on the couch. Atlhough his hand continued to play with her hair, her hands remained in her lap, perhaps indicating her indecision. After a few minutes, Jon moved his hand down to her neck, which is a very sensitive part of her body. I could hear her sigh quietly and he moved his hand lower to cup her left breast over her shirt. His gentle squeeze and massage brought another quiet sigh from Tanya. After a few minutes he moved to her other breast, and I noticed her breathing seemed to pick up. Her face was beginning to flush and she moved one arm around his neck as the kissing became a bit more intense.

A few minutes later, he moved his hand inside her blouse, and I could see it move inside the cup of her bra. This time, her sigh was more a soft gasp as his fingers touched the skin of her breast. A few soft caresses and he used his other hand to unbutton two buttons of her blouse. He reached further into her bra cup, and pushed it to the side. Tanya is a perky 32B, with nipples that look like half inch pencil erasers when aroused. As they moved ever so slightly, I could see Jon rolling her incredibly erect left nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Tanya was beginning to breathe more rapidly as he moved his chest to touch her body.

Cleverly, he unsnapped the front bra clip and moved his other hand up to her other breast, pushing the bra cup to the side. Jon broke the kiss and glancing at her breasts and smiling, he moved his head lower. He stuck out his tongue, and flicked it softly back and forth across her right nipple and Tanya stiffened. As they moved lower on the sofa, her skirt was rising higher, and I could see the dark pattern at the tops of her stockings. After a few minutes of teasing her nipples, first the right, then the left then back again, he put his hand on her knee. Tanya had her head resting on the back of the sofa and her eyes were closed as she enjoyed what he was doing to her.

Jon moved up and began kissing Tanya again. Tanya slowly opened her eyes and slowly wrapped her right arm around his neck and kissed him back. I could again see their tongues playing in each others mouths as the intensity began to build.

Although I've heard these stories of men encouraging their wives to have affairs, I never thought about one way or another in the context of my wife and me. I was feeling jealous about what was happening. Jon is a very good looking guy and you have to wonder where something like this leads. But I was also fascinated by her actions. I had a decision to make. Do I create an obstacle to the pattern of dominos, or do I clear the way of the obstacles to see what would happen.

Jon was caressing her legs lightly and slowly moved his right hand up her inner thighs. I could no longer see his hand under her skirt. But I saw her close her eyes again and rest her head against the back of the sofa so I imagine that his fingers were playing over her panties. Slowly, he moved his fingers around, Tanya spread her legs more. Widening her legs pushed her skirt higher and I could see that his fingers were inside of her panties.

[afagehi7]

Did you ever finish the other story?

[SamWarrens]

Well, lets have the rest of it!
Excellent story.

[Toolkeeper]

I could see that he pushed at least two fingers deep in to her canal. Moaning deeply, he hooked his thumb around the top of her panties. Pulling downward on them, he moved his left hand to her crotch and his fingers began playing with her thick pubic hair. After she kicked off her panties, his right hand moved back up and his fingers played with the lips of her vagina. Tanya becomes very lubricated when we have sex, and I could see that this time was no different. Soon her hips were moving up and down and her moans became more continuous.

Tanya moved her right hand from the back of his head and began feeling around for his penis. Grabbing at it, she squeezed it to feel its hardness and began pumping much it to Jon's delight. A minute or two later, Tanya began to have an orgasm as his fingers dug deeply into pussy. The orgasm wasn't intense, but was one that let me know that it was the first of a series of multiple orgasms that would build in intensity as their lovemaking progressed. After she came down, Jon maneuvered her so that she was lying flat on the sofa with her right leg draped over the back of the sofa. He bent his head and body lower and began to move his tongue up and down her slit and making little circles around her clit. Tanya squirmed her ass up to meet his mouth and began the first of what would be five or six orgasms. Tanya's face was red and covered with perspiration from the intense licking she had just received. Her head was flat on the sofa cushion and her eyes were closed as she savored the run of orgasms. My mind couldn't escape that it was just like dominos. One orgasm after another.

Soon, Jon moved his body upward and he positioned himself between my wife's legs. Tanya looked up at him with excitement in his eyes, knowing what would happen next. She curled her right leg up so that it was on his shoulder. His left hand stroked her stockinged leg as he held his thick cock in his right. My wife looked at him and said don't tease me. Holding his cock, he rubbed in twice along her slit, feeling the wetness coat his cock. From my position I could see clearly as he slowly pushed his cock into her pussy until his balls were resting on her ass. Tanya cried out as he hit bottom and he held deep inside her for a minute until they could catch their breaths. I know from experience that the first plunge into my wife's wet depths feel incredible, like a warm wetness swallowing your cock. With that feeling it's a challenge not to cum after a few strokes, so the pause prevented that from happening as if they could both sense it. After a minute or so he began pulling out and pushing back deeply until they met a very steady pace. Caressing each other and kissing they were in a state of pleasure.

My hands were shaking as I took this all in. I wasn't fully erect because I was just so stunned that Tanya would bring herself to this point. But I was certainly aroused by this strange scene before me. After about five minutes Jon leaned back and pulled Tanya up so that she was now on top of him riding his hard cock. My wife picked up the pace of rubbing herself against him followed by another series of orgasms. Jon wasn't able to hold out much longer either as he pumped his cock deeply into her having his own very intense orgasm. I suspected that a huge amount of cum was draining out of her onto his cock and pubic hair as they lay there together catching their breath.

After about five minutes of this, I decided I had enough. I became very concerned that if there was a round two that may lead to problems, so I quickly fired off a text that I would be home soon, problem solved. Tanya was startled and looked at her blackberry vibrating on the coffee table. She reached for it and after glancing at it for a few seconds, she disentangled herself from Jon and it appeared that they would be getting dressed.

I needed to chill for awhile before I got home, so I quietly exited the backyard and began walking the neighborhood. After about a half hour or forty five minutes of aimless walking, I found myself back at my front door. Pushing the door open, I saw that the living room was empty and Jon had made his exit. I went into the bedroom and saw my beautiful wife Tanya laying in bed sleeping in a flimsy nighty. Seeing her lay peacefully on the bed but knowing what she had just received suddenly gave me a huge erection. I just had to have her right there. Stripping off my clothing, I crawled into bed and put my arm around her and nuzzled her neck. I could have sworn I smelled men's cologne as I teased her.

Tanya stirred slowly from her slumber and said hello sleepily to me I reached into her nighty, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples. She mumbled that felt nice, and nuzzled back. Perhaps she didn't remember immediately what had just happened because still acted sleepily. I wasn't going down on her, but as I pulled her panties down, she whispered that maybe we should wait until the morning because it was late. Now she probably realized what happened and was trying to let me down easily. I told her we could again in the morning but I really needed to push it into her. I got on top of her despite her protests, and a second or two later, pushed my own penis deeply into her. She was incredibly wet from her own arousal caused by Jon and his cum and it was all I could do not to cum. I whispered to her that she was pretty wet and really began pounding into her. She relaxed and soon had a mild orgasm, and not long after I shot rope after rope of cum up into her steaming wet vagina.

We kissed softly and holding each other we were soon asleep. I woke before Tanya and after thinking about it, I deferred a confrontation, deeming it a one time event. I assumed, and hoped that this was a coincidental event, and to preserve our marriage, I'd just let it go. However, I would make it a point to be a bit more on guard in the future and try not to wonder if she'd ever strayed in the past. Most importantly, I'd get my staff trained better to leave me playing my own game of dominos rather than have someone else do it.

[Toolkeeper]

The next morning, I woke after a restless night of sleep. Usually I sleep very well after Tanya and I make love, but my mind began racing as soon as I opened my eyes. What to make of last night?

Tanya remained curled up under the covers sleeping as I got out of bed. Despite the promise from my wife of a lovemaking session before work today, I felt very unsettled. Like playing the real game of dominoes, I kept drawing a piece that I didn't need. Each question I asked, not the answer I needed.

Disappointed? Yes.

Angry? Sort of.

Aroused? Maybe.

Need to figure this out? Definitely.

If I have time during lunch, I try to fit in an hour work out at the gym. Half hour to forty minutes on the tread mill, twenty minutes of lifting, and then ten minutes of stretching before a hot shower. Today, I decided to go running before breakfast. Tanya wasn't up, and with the wine she drank last night, it would be an effort to get up for work this morning. So off I went.

I found myself on one of the many jogging trails winding through the Denver area before long. The quiet of running in the early morning mist was invigorating, but soon, I was reflecting on Tanya's behavior last evening. She seemed receptive to Jon's advances, that much was obvious. Jon sticking around to help clean up the patio was not the first time one of our friends, male or female, had done this. Her mild flirtation with Jon on the sofa before they became hot and heavy was not the first time I've seen her flirt with someone. Our lovemaking was very good, and while there were times she wanted more when I was spent, there have also been times when she said no mas!

As I continued my run, I began to wonder if she had in fact always pushed away suitors. Our periods out of town for business travel may in fact be an enabler for her after all. Now, for all I knew, she could be having random sexual encounters on the road. Or, I hoped, maybe this was really a one time thing caused by too much wine, a good looking friend making a pass that wasn't denied.

Nearing the end of my run, I decided a couple of things. I wasn't going to be the guy who's wife was sneaking around with everyone laughing behind his back. Jon usually kept his cards very close to the vest, and unless one of the women he dated made a comment among the girls about him, he wasn't one to kiss and tell. Nonetheless, I had to keep an eye and ear on my wife, and some of her friends to see if last night came up in discussion. Second, I wasn't going to become a statistic in the divorce count, but I wasn't going to look like a fool either. I was curious why Jon didn't make a move on one of Tanya's friends as they were single. Did he target married women? Lastly, if a cute woman threw herself at me, I'd have to think twice about not starting my own game of dominoes.

When I got back to the house, Tanya was just getting out of the shower and was startled to see me in my sweaty running clothes. My wife said she thought I was already at work, and was disappointed that I had left without waking her up. She looked a little tired, and I asked her how late she stayed out. Looking at me, then away, she said that around midnight, she and some of her friends left the wine bar for our house. Everyone had left by 130am-200am after having a few bottles of wine. My wife said that she needed to take it a little easy tonight as her stomach was a bit out of sorts from the wine she had. Luckily, she expected a fairly easy day leading into the weekend. I suggested dinner for the two of us that night, with some fun later on. Tanya put her left hand on the back of my neck and kissed me softly but lustily. Pulling back slightly she said you betcha and kissed me again.

Work that day consisted of resetting the dominoes for the opening the US currency markets and setting up our positions heading into the weekend. The dollar was stronger, and one of my traders suggested a strategy that anticipated profit taking ahead of the close of business. We entered into "put" arrangements immediately, and then calls in the Asian markets for Monday morning. As my team built up our positions by mid afternoon, the dominoes were all in place for the weekend. The reset button to our overnight strategy was helpful, and we were having a good day. In fact, a very good day as we called the dollar strengthening correctly.

Sitting back in my chair, I looked across the trading room. We have about forty five people who work as traders and trading support. Even though it's an "alpha male" type of business, we do have twenty five women on the floor. It's the type of position where you are generally "on game" the entire day, so its a generally young and energetic team. I think the oldest person working on the floor is 35. It's a group that works hard and plays hard.

Many of the women on the team are single and cute, and on more than one occasion, seemed to have an interest in me. But today, I seemed to notice only the married women. I looked at them a little bit differently today. I knew some of their husbands from social occasions, and their relationships appeared solid. But I wondered. Most dressed sharp but comfortable every day. But a few dressed pretty hot on Thursday and Fridays for weekend and pre-weekend social activities. I wondered pretty more.

I also looked at some of the guys on the team who were married. What about their wives, some of whom I have also met at the same social get-togethers. More dominoes. After a few minutes, I snapped out of my daydreaming to double check our positions in preparation of market close. Tanya texted me that she had heard of a new restaurant in the "Museum District" south of Denver's business district that might be interesting for dinner tonight. She had to close out some things, and suggested we meet at 7 at the restaurant. I returned the text, and said it was a date.

After markets closed, a few of my trader colleagues suggested that we go out for a cocktail to start the weekend. I told them sure, but I had to cut out to meet my wife at a restaurant for dinner. About an hour later, fifteen of my coworkers were sitting and standing at the end of a bar on the north end of Lo-Do. I was chatting with two of them, and I noticed that two more of my coworkers arriving at the bar. Christine and Sean worked in the derivatives group.

Christine had been working for the company for about a year and a half, and was married. Sean was also married, and was a senior trader. I couldn't help but notice that they seemed to have the look of the cat that ate the canary about them. Christine had a red blouse on with a short black skirt and pumps on. Her dirty blonde hair usually up in a pony tail during the day, was let down. She looked good. No, she looked hot. And she looked a little bit interested in Sean. Maybe I was imagining things, but maybe I was not. I made a mental note of this for future reference.

Soon, I bade my friends and colleagues a good evening, and began my walk to the restaurant. It was about a ten or fifteen minute walk, so it was an opportunity to get in a little walk to get rid of my buzz before meeting Tanya. Thinking about Christine and then about Tanya, I wondered if I was over thinking everything.

I arrived at the restaurant a few minutes after 7, but Tanya had not yet arrived. I shot her a quick text asking where she was, and she said she was just leaving the office now, she'd be there in ten minutes. I told the hostess that my wife was going to be a few minutes late, but I didn't want to lose the table. She suggested that I take the table now, and my wife would join me when she got there. About fifteen minutes later, I looked up from my blackberry to see Tanya following the hostess toward our table. She greeted me with a very big smile and I stood to kiss her. She apologized for being late, and I commented that I was a few minutes late myself. I know my wife pretty well, but I think she may have stopped somewhere first. Interesting. I told her we had a pretty good week, and I stopped at the new microbrewery in Lo-Do with a few friends from work.

We had a great meal, a great bottle of wine, although Tanya didn't have much of her second glass saying she had a bit too much last night. Enough to be tipsy and fun to be with. After dessert, Tanya suggested we head home to have the fun we were supposed to have last night. Interesting. We were home twenty minutes after I paid the check. Five minutes after that, I was standing behind my wife with my arms wrapped around her.

Nuzzling her neck, my hands moved lower to cup her breasts first over her blue dress, then after unbuttoning the top buttons, insider the cups of her bra. Teasing her nipples, she moved her ass and rubbed it against my rock hard cock. She reached around and squeezed it through my suit trousers. Purring, she asked me if that was for her. I continued nuzzling her neck and unbuttoning her dress at the same time. Soon it fell in a pool on the floor and a few minutes later, my fingers were exploring the wet folds of her vagina lips.

Tanya gasped when I pushed one, then a second finger into her very wet opening. She was incredibly wet, and I told her so. She turned around and gave me a very sexy look. Kissing me deeply, she pushed me backward on the bed and began pulling my trousers off. With my pants around my ankles she climbed up on the bed to reach into my boxers. Grabbing my rock hard cock and stroking it, she pulled my boxers down to my trousers. A few seconds later she looked up at me and then took my cock into her mouth. Sucking it in and swirling her tongue around the bottom of my cock, I groaned and told her she was so hot. My hands were running through her hair as she teased my balls with one hand and pumped my cock in and out of her mouth with the other. I told her that she was going to have a mouth full in about thirty seconds if she kept that up. She was soon licking my cock up and down and said not yet you're not.

[SamWarrens]

Awesome story! Keep it coming!

[Toolkeeper]

I reached under her arms to pull her up to me. Laying on my back and kissing her, I moved my mouth over her breasts, teasing her nipple with my tongue. When erect, Tanya's nipples protrude about three quarters of an inch, and look like pencil erasers. They felt rubbery when I pushed my tongue back and forth across her right nipple, then moving to the other. She groaned and thrust her breasts forward to my face. I continued pulling her up, and she wiggled her ass up my body until her pussy was on my face. I pulled her soaked panties off. She ground her lips into my mouth and my tongue probed inside her wetness. Tanya was very very wet, about as wet as I had every felt her. My cock throbbed uncontrollably, and I knew how good it was going to feel in a few minutes.

My wife continued to push her vagina against my mouth and she rolled through her first orgasm. I pulled her ass toward my face and her first orgasm drifted into her second. My tongue moved against her clit flicking back and forth. It flopped with my tongue and I felt her thick downy pubic hairs against my nose and forehead. Soon, I plunged two fingers into her and she began cumming for a third time as I bent it behind her pubic wall.

I noticed that both of our bodies were glazed with perspiration when I quickly rolled her onto my back. Tanya looked up at me and told me to put my cock into her, to fuck her hard. I sunk my cock into her in one easy push and we both cried out in pleasure. Even though I knew I wasn't going to last long, I began to pump her with long deep strokes. I was hitting bottom, and her legs moved up above my shoulders as I picked up the pace. As we kissed passionately, our tongues pushed against one another in our mouths. We were both almost gone and nearing our next climax. In moving her legs up so I could hold onto her ankles as I plunged into her, I caught a glimpse of us in the mirror on her dresser.

So far, I had been able to put Tanya's previous night encounter with Jon out of my mind as we made love. However, now, as I looked at myself pushing my cock in and out of her pussy, I could see Jon doing the same thing to Tanya. In my mind's eye, it was Jon's cock slipping in and out of her. I was mesmerized for a minute, but by then I was too far. Tanya's wet pussy was just slurping me up, and I knew I had less than a minute. She urged me on telling me to cum for her, cum in her. I closed my eyes and let loose what felt like a torrent of cum into her. Dominoes falling over and over again. We held each other, and I rolled over onto my side.

I closed my eyes again, and I could feel myself dozing as Tanya snuggled up against me. I felt okay, I felt like she really loved me, really lusted after me. But still, this nagging feeling came over me as I drifted off to sleep. No matter how I tried, I couldn't get past it. I was determined that Jon would not do this again. I was the only one who would enjoy my wife.

When I woke in the morning, I noticed that Tanya's rabbit vibrator was laying on her night table. It wasn't out when we were making love, and she might have been up for more even though I fell asleep. Tanya has done this before, and on occasion, I've used the vibrator on her. She has pretty big orgasms from it, and to maintain her sensitivity on her clit, she doesn't use it a whole lot.

We made love again that morning when she woke up, and played around with the vibrator some. She didn't seem eager to bring up the fact that she used it last night, so the paranoid me began to worry again.

The next weekend was a three day holiday weekend, I suggested we see what airline specials came in our email on Tuesday, and maybe we go down to Cabo San Lucas or Cancun. She seemed a little hesitant, but then kissing me, said that would be wonderful. In fact she said, there's a little bikini she saw in the mall that I would just love on the beach. She said it was sure to get my attention, and before thinking, I said it would get a lot of attention if it was like her other bikinis. Tanya blushed but said nothing.

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After our airline special emails came on Tuesday, we narrowed it to Cabo San Lucas. Tanya later found a weekend special at a resort there, and on Friday night, we found ourselves boarding a plane for Mexico. Tanya was wearing a peach colored sun dress, and her bikinis and skirts for the weekend were tucked away in the suitcase in the overhead compartment. I had a rather loud looking Tommy Bahama shirt and jeans on.

I was sitting in a window seat, Tanya was in the middle, and a blond haired guy in a suit sat next to Tanya in the aisle seat. We introduced ourselves, and he to us. After the plane took off, we settled down for the two and a half hour flight, enjoying our cocktails served by the flight attendants. I usually don't talk with people I don't know when I fly. Call it anti-social, but I'd rather relax and read or snooze. Turns out that the guy next to Tanya worked for a competitor of her company, but in finance. So they chatted away while I dozed.

I woke with a start as we started our descent to the airport and noticed that Tanya was chummy with her new friend. She seemed not to notice, but even though he tried to hide it from me, I caught him glancing at her legs a number of times. As they discussed their companies products, I assumed that she typically did this on her business trips, as they exchanged business cards after we landed. We held hands as the plane taxied to the gate, and our short vacation was about to begin. I was horny, and I was hoping she was too.

[JustWantToWatch]

I love your writing! Cannot wait for the next chapter!!

[tunafish]

Hoping that you’ll encourage Tanya to consider becoming a hot wife.

[Toolkeeper]

The sun was setting when Tanya and I arrived at our resort, about a half hour drive from the airport along the coast. Tanya and I were greeted upon arrival in the resort's main lobby with margaritas at check-in by the staff. Sipping on the frozen margaritas and relaxing set the tone for the moment. After signing the forms and exchanging my credit card with the front desk clerk, we were shown to our rooms.

By the time we got to the room, I could tell how strong the drinks were because I was buzzing. Tanya and I looked at each other and giggled, realizing that she was thinking the same thing. A good start to what I hoped would be a great weekend for us.

I moved close to her and kissed her, and then reached around to fondle her ass. She kissed me back, letting it linger for a minute, then dropped to her knees. My wife unzipped my jeans and reached in to pull out my hard cock. Looking sexily up at me she began sucking on it. Teasing the head with her tongue, she pumped my penis with her hand for a few minutes.

Suddenly she stood up and smiled at me. Pumping my penis a few times, Tanya suggested we have another margarita at the lounge, then grab a late dinner. I groaned, but she said that if we made love now, we'd fall asleep and not got up until the morning. She grabbed a light sweater to throw over her shoulders if it got cool, and we were out the door.

Shortly, we were in the lounge having margarita Round Two. There was a lively crowd of vacationers and a few locals enjoying themselves at the bar, listening to a band play some rock tunes. I soon ordered another round of margs as we made our way out onto a deck overlooking the beach to find a table.

As we wandered around looking for a table that was not taken, a couple asked us if we wanted to sit at their table as they were going to be leaving shortly. We thanked them and sitting down introduced ourselves. After exchanging pleasantries and information about where we were from, what we did and all, the man looked away from the table and waved at another man to come over. We were soon introduced to Rick, a guy that this man knew from a company that they used to work for. Rick was a very handsome guy and soon was very involved in the conversation we were having.

We were all getting a nice buzz going, and I was feeling relaxed. After about a half an hour and another margarita later, the couple excused themselves to go to dinner as they had made a reservation at a restaurant that was a tough get. Rick asked if we minded if he stuck around as his girlfriend was scheduled to fly down to meet him the next day. Tanya laughed and told him that we'd keep an eye on him on behalf of his girlfriend.

We were all back engrossed in conversation when the man that Tanya was sitting next to on the airplane down walked by and said hello. With surprises all around that we were all staying at the resort, Tanya stood up and chatted with him for about ten minutes. Rick and I were discussing college hoops, although he did make a comment that he thought Tanya was a very beautiful and engaging young woman. I thanked him for the compliment, and I told him that I was sure that I would make the same remark about his girlfriend when she arrived at the resort. We clinked glasses in a toast when Tanya sat back down.

I commented to Tanya that she seemed to be the popular new girl at the resort, and she blushed and play punched me in the arm. She said she was merely networking, and I said that she has to stop working. Tanya smirked at me and said she wouldn't be surprised if I checked my blackberry for messages as soon as we got back to the room. Deciding to get back at her a bit, I pulled my blackberry from my cargo shorts, and said, oh yeah, i'll check it now, and won't be distracted later. Glancing at my blackberry, I saw a few messages that caused me to double clutch. Tanya said, see, I told you. You can't stop working either.

I quickly excused myself and stood away to call one of my team members, Janet. Janet apologized profusely for interrupting, but asked if she could get in touch with me for a quick call tomorrow about a strategy we were going to pitch to a new client on the Thursday of my return. She was concerned that there the portfolio manager at the client would have issues with several aspects of our investment goals, and was concerned about being ready. Janet has been with the company for a few years, and was trying hard to get noticed and move up. Informally I became her mentor before I pulled her to my team. I told her that I send her a text when I became available.

The call lasted all of ten minutes but it did distract me a bit. When I returned to the table, Tanya began telling me that the beach just south of the resort was basically wilderness with lots of private coves. She reached for my hand thought it would be great to walk or hike down there tomorrow or the next day. Rick added that he had been at the resort for a few days already, and had made the hike. The views and rock formations and swimming were really great. Not many people ventured away from the resort providing even more privacy.

We chatted more, and after the fourth marg we were all pretty plastered. Tanya began to be a bit more obvious in her flirtations with Rick, as I fought the urge to check the blackberry again. At around midnight, I started rubbing Tanya's thigh above her hemline and said time to go. She flushed when she saw Rick staring at the top of her thighs, and agreed that it was late. We stood to say goodnight to Rick commenting that we hoped to see him during our stay with the opportunity to meet his girlfriend. Rick shook my hand and hugged Tanya with his hands wandering momentarily on her back pretty close to the top of her ass.

We were hanging on to each other as we walked through the lobby toward the path to our room. We were pretty lit up when we got back to the room. Tanya stripped off her dress and walked to the bathroom in her panties. After she came out, we embraced and caressed each other, and then I excused myself for the bathroom. A few minutes later, I came out and hopped in bed. Tanya was on the verge of passing out, and I realized that I was pretty drunk too.

I moved my head down her belly and removed her panties with my hands. I traced my tongue through her pubic hair and began lashing at her vagina lips. My wife's hips began moving up and down as her hands found the back of my head. I built her up and as soon as I plunged my fingers into her pussy she had a huge orgasm. After her orgasm, I stood up to pull my boxers off. Before jumping back in bed, I moved back into the bathroom quickly as I thought I was going to be sick from the tequila.

A few minutes later, I moved back into bed, and Tanya was sound asleep. I let her be, and soon fell asleep.

The next morning, Tanya was up with coffee, and I complained about my head. Reaching for my blackberry, I quickly checked my messages. I saw two urgent ones that I would answer in a little while. Tanya came back to bed and gave me a great blow job. She loves to tickle balls with her left hand while pumping with her right, and it usually makes me pop pretty quick. This morning was no exception.

After I had a nice orgasm, Tanya headed to the bathroom. I reached back for my blackberry, and opened the two urgent messages. One was from our firms chief investment officer. The second was from Janet. The chief investment officer apologized, but asked me to spend some time with Janet's issues with her trading program today. The prospective client increased the allocation available to us, and there were possible other opportunities for currency hedging for some European shipping firms they were associated with.

[Student]

Very hot, please continue

[wmraim]

Really well written. The tension in this story is as intense as an all in strategy of a scheming gang of currency traders takes on the world. Who knew that dominoes could get this exciting?

[Toolkeeper]

Next chapter...

Groaning, I called out to Tanya that we had to go for brunch but I was going to have to work a bit. Tanya peaked out of the bathroom and asked me if I was sure, as I was going to miss out on her new bikini. She stepped out, and I saw what was a bikini that teenager girls wore. While it covered her breasts, the bottoms barely covered her ass cheeks and I could see one or two of her pubic hairs peaking out over the tops. I apologized, and told her that right after breakfast, I would get finished with my work. She kissed me and rubbed her body against mine. I took the opportunity to push my hand into her bikini bottom. My wife giggled, and pulled it out quickly. She laughingly scolded me and said that it took her a couple of minutes to get it just right so her pubes wouldn't stick out. A few minutes spent rearranging herself, and we were off to brunch.

After brunch, Tanya headed to the pool area as I headed back to the room. After a few hours of being on the phone, heading to the resorts business center, then back to the room for another couple of calls, Tanya came back up to the room. She looked awesome as she was beginning to get some color, and it I could see a bit of a tan line forming on her right breast.

Tanya then asked me if I minded if she sunbathed topless. She laughed, most likely at the shocked expression on my face. She threw her hands around my neck, and kissing me asked if I wanted to see if her breasts were getting color. Stepping back, she lifted her bikini top over her breasts and I could see that indeed her boobs were getting some color. They looked oily so she had put on some type of sun screen. I moved my hands up to her breasts to squeeze them gently, but then my blackberry rang yet again.

I moved over to answer and began talking to the client I was going to see when I got back. Tanya was growing impatient. She was began pacing a bit, tapping away at her blackberry, moving to the balcony, then moving into the bathroom to check her make-up, then finally, rearranging her beach bag for the umpteenth time. Her impatience was now becoming a distraction to me, and I suggested that she head down to the beach and grab some lounges for us. I'd be down as soon as I could. Well, the morning drifted away into the afternoon, and I decided to take a break. I sent a text to Tanya to see if she wanted to meet me in the patio restaurant for a quick lunch, and I got back a bit of a snotty response.

Tanya was waiting for me at a table overlooking the beach, but joining her for lunch was another young woman wearing a red bikini, and Rick, the guy we were hanging out with at the pool bar the night before. I could tell there was a bit of unspoken competition between Tanya and the other woman, because Tanya did not have her beach cover-up on either. She sat back in the chair and Rick oggled her skimpy black bikini while she chatted away. Tanya was still annoyed with me as I sat down to join them. I began talking with Lisa, who was also on a short getaway. With no rock on her finger, she looked like she was trying to have some fun with Rick but my wife was in the way. Rick had commented that his girlfriend was delayed another day but would be at the resort tomorrow.

After lunch, we headed over to the pool, and fortunately, there was a lounge chair for me. I was on the outside, and Tanya was between Rick and me, and Lisa was on the other side of Rick. Before lying down, Lisa reached around to the back of her bikini top, and untied the knot. Flipping her top into her bag, she laid back down on the lounge. I tried to not be too obvious in checking her nicely formed breasts out, but Tanya noticed. She didn't say anything, and then removed her top too. Rick glanced at her breasts and I could see a little smile on his face. Tanya looked over at him and smiled for a second before laying back on the lounge chair.

Soon drinks were in hand and we were soaking up the rays. I must have drifted off, but the buzzing of my blackberry woke me up. Rick, Lisa and Tanya were still on the chairs absorbing the warm sunshine while listening to their iPods. I touched my wife on the shoulder, and kissed her forehead before apologizing for yet another phone call. She just looked at me and closed her eyes.

After heading upstairs and getting on the phone from the room, I looked at my blackberry and saw that I got a text from my wife. Tanya told me to relax and get work done, but be done by the end of the afternoon. While I would work, she was going to go for a bike ride or a walk or something and would be back in a couple of hours. My wife reminded me to be done in two hours. She was horny.

After I cleared my head of that thought, I got back into the call. About fifteen minutes into the call, I went out on the patio to see if I could see the pool. I could. I saw that Lisa and Rick were still sitting in their lounges but Tanya was gone onto her bike ride.

The call wrapped up sooner than I thought, and I headed back toward the pool. I saw some bikes, but figured that I needed to walk on the beach. Maybe I'd catch up with Tanya along the way.

started out south on my walk leaving the resort behind. I could see a few houses, rather quite large haciendas along the shoreline as I walked. After about twenty minutes of walking, I saw a little rock outcropping and what appeared to be a secluded lagoon behind it. I had my trunks on so if the water was too deep I could swim across it. I thought I saw a couple swimming at the far end of the inlet, but I moved on so as not to disturb them.

The cool water felt good, and after another five minutes of walking around another bend, I saw in the distance a woman sitting on the beach near some palm trees by another lagoon. There were bigger rocks in the way, so I found a little path through this beautiful grove of palm trees and bushes. I saw that it was Tanya dripping with water walking up to pick up a towel, then turn to face the inlet and sit on another towel. She was topless, and the beads of water ran over her tan-pink breasts. Her nipples were incredibly erect, probably from the cool water, or from the very slight breeze that was blowing. She looked hot and my cock got hard.

After taking another few steps I heard something in the water. Through the trees, I could see a man walking out of the water in front of Tanya holding something tan and canvas in his hands above his head. As he walked out of the water I saw that he was holding his cargo shorts and shirt in his hands. I also saw that he had a fairly large semi-erect cock that was bouncing and dangling as he walked up toward Tanya. Tanya was laughing at him and saying you sacrifice your modesty for a $15 dollar pair of shorts from Old Navy??

Looking more closely at the man, I saw that it was Rick! As I thought back, I hadn't walked over to the pool, but out of the corner of my eye, I thought that the man sitting with Lisa at the pool was Rick. Evidently it was not.

Rick sat down on the towel next to Tanya and they began joking around again. Tanya at first was sneaking glances at his cock, but then as he reached into his pants pocket he pulled out a container of suntan lotion. He reached over to squeeze some lotion in Tanya's hand and she began lathering up her legs and chest. Rick began rubbing it into his chest and legs, avoiding his penis. He was watching Tanya intently as my wife rubbed the oil slowly into her breasts. She didn't notice that he was watching until she looked up to see him staring. His cock was beginning to get harder, and after he finished rubbing the lotion on his chest, he began teasing her about the size of her nipples.

I was absolutely frozen in my tracks. I recalled reading an article in a newspaper on the flight down about a woman who was killed on the subway tracks not long ago. She had tried to climb back on the platform, but when she saw the train barreling down, she just froze. Unable to react she waited for the inevitable. That's what I felt like. Another game of dominoes out in front of me.

Giggling, Tanya looked at him and said she was very proud of her nipples. She tweaked them a for a few seconds and they became very erect. The oil made them look rubbery again. Rick's cock was getting harder and he asked her if she wanted to rub the lotion on to his cock. She laughed and said I don't think so. She continued by saying she doesn't mind watching if he didn't mind watching, but she didn't know about touching it.

Rick said to her to come on, just rub it in. Laughing he said it had to be very hard for the lotion to completely protect his cock from the sun. He asked her how she would feel if she saw him wandering around the resort over the next few days holding his shorts away from his dick because of a sunburn. She laughed and said, sold, give me the lotion. Tanya moved closer to him and squirted some oil into her hands.

She grasped Rick's cock with both hands and began to massage the lotion in. Rick got quiet as he watched her hands move slowly up and down his length. Stroking his cock up and down with her left hand she reached over for the lotion and squirted more onto it. Tanya moved her right hand to the base of his penis and held it firmly using her left to stroke it with her left. Rick groaned and leaned back on his elbows as Tanya watched the head of his cock become engorged. She was quiet now too as she worked his cock up and down.

After a few minutes his cock was very large and hard. It was like a rock; there was no spongy give to it when she squeezed it. I could faintly hear her ask him how long his penis was. Rick told her it was eight inches when erect, and a bit more if she held his cock firmly at the base and at the rim of his head to trap the blood into it. Tanya looked at him and began just doing that. His cock became very engorged and she said he was right. It looked like it was now even longer.

After enjoying her manipulation of his cock for another few minutes he moved his butt away so that she couldn't touch his cock. He reached for the bottle of lotion and told her it was her turn. She looked up at him and said she couldn't do that, and to just let her make him cum with her hands. Rick said that she really should be sunbathing in the nude, not just topless. The tan won't look even if she leaves her bottoms. Rick continued to coax my wife and soon reached up to lightly tug on her bikini bottom string. He looked at her and said, come on, you'll really enjoy feeling the freedom. Tugging further, the knot snapped, and I could see Tanya jump a little in surprise.

Rick pulled the knot free and looked into her eyes. He began slowly pulling the little triangle down along her thigh to reveal the first hairs of her pussy. As Rick pulled it more away his face turned red as he could see her entire nest of dark pubic hair. As he pulled it completely away and placed it next to her hips on the blanket, he commented on her pubes. He said that he liked the lushness of her bush, it was not typical of what he was used to seeing at resorts these days.

[JustWantToWatch]

Very hot!!!!

[afagehi7]

Oh yeah! A cheating wife in the making.

[wingman]

Great story. Can’t wait for the next installment!

[SamWarrens]

Keep writing!

[Toolkeeper]

Tanya looked at him as Rick rubbed a small amount of lotion into his right index finger. She appeared puzzled until he told her tan line first. He slowly traced his finger along her the edge of her pubic hair so that the lotion would cover her narrow white tan line. He continued to rub it from the top of her hair along, the groove between her leg and hair to her vaginal lips. He rubbed along her lips and then up the other side, tracing it again along the top of her triangle.

Five minutes of this, and he squirted more lotion in his hands. Smiling at her, he said even though your hair is pretty thick, I have to make sure the skin under is protected. He proceeded to run his oily fingers through her hair massaging the lotion into the skin underneath. A few minutes later, his fingers were playing along her labia and Tanya was soon lying flat on her back with her eyes closed. His fingers soon were plying her depths as she began moaning and her hips began arching upward slowly to meet his thrusts.

They were beginning to get a good rhythm as she began reaching and soon found his rock hard cock. Tanya said to Rick between moans that she was being so bad lately, she shouldn't be doing this but it felt so good. Rick moved his face up to hers and they began kissing deeply and passionately.

I knew that his cock would be plunging into her soon. The sun shined on their oily skin as their bodies moved around on the towel. Rick moved his head down to tease her nipples with his mouth, sucking each nipple and then pulling it deeply into his mouth. Pulling Tanya's pink nipple into his mouth way made it look like he stretched it what appeared to be two inches. Tanya began bucking her hips up and down as Rick began pushing his fingers in and out of her pussy more rapidly. Teasing her clit with each push in and pull out Tanya began having a small orgasm. Her back arched upward as she pushed her pussy up to meet his probing fingers.

After she tossed her head softly from side to side, Rick moved his mouth down to cover her pussy lips. He moved his tongue back and forth across her clit, then up and down her slit and then the outside of her lips. His fingers on both hands moved with his tongue and soon she had an even bigger orgasm. Panting, he began licking and probing deeply around her clit and lips and she started moving her hips up and down more rapidly.

Rick moved his head up and began stroking his cock as he kneeled between her thighs. Tanya asked her to keep eating her and she would give him a great blow job. She said she couldn't fuck him but she would give him a great orgasm from her mouth. He knelt down again and resumed his tongue and fingers moving all around her pussy area. Tanya was beginning to go crazy, but every time she would appear to go over the edge, he would back off. She knew he was teasing her, and he began bringing her up again, only to back off when she approached orgasm.

Soon, moving his tongue across her clit, he looked up at her and said he had to put it in her to give her her release. He began plunging three fingers slowly but firmly into her pussy. Arching her back upward she moaned deeply and Rick knew he had my wife right on the edge. Tanya soon caved and loudly moaning told him he could put it in as soon as she came down from her her orgasm, but to just let her cum.

Rick left his tongue flicking on her clit and soon Tanya was having a rolling orgasm, one after another. After Tanya writhed on the towel for a couple of minutes, Rick got up on his knees again and began moving his erect cock up and down her pussy lips. Tanya pulled her knees up to her chest as Rick began probing at her wet entrance. Tanya was so wet from her own lubrication and Rick's saliva I could see that her pubic hair was all matted along the side of her lips.

Rick was teasing his cock around her pussy entrance, and began pushing just the head into her pussy, then pulling it out. Tanya was starting to move her hips up to get him to push his cock in. Rick teased her a bit more and my wife began to get tense. He slipped maybe half of his cock into her and then pulled it out to tease her more. I could see she was very very wet because his cock was very slick.

[Toolkeeper]

Tanya's lover couldn't take anymore after pulling it out for the second time. He leaned into her and I could see his cock disappear into her vagina. His thickness pulled her lips inside and when he withdrew, I could see them fold up and flower out. Rick plunged his cock into her firmly but slowly at first, then began to pick up speed. For a few minutes he would piston in and out of her as fast he could, then he'd slow down the pace.

My wife was breathless as she was getting the fucking of her life.

At that moment, I realized that I was going to make it a point to get better at fucking her. Much better. And I was going to work at boxing her out from guys like this as best I could. Maybe even a discussion. I had to figure this strategy out. I could solve financial riddles and figure out domino games, but this game remained a mystery to me. But for now, I could not deny her this.

Ten or fifteen minutes into their lovemaking, Rick warned her that he was going to cum and cum very hard. Their orgasms built, and Tanya cried out while she tensed all of her muscles. Soon after I could see the veins on Rick's neck and he began pumping his cum into her pussy. Groaning and gasping for breath, they began to slow down. Coming down from their vicious fucking, Rick soon rolled and lay on his back. The sun beat down on them as they lay there relaxing with their bodies wet with perspiration from their activities.

I watched Tanya put her hands up on her face and shook her head. Rick asked her what was wrong and she just closed her eyes and said she couldn't believe she was doing this. He said that she was very pretty, had a great body and was a great lover. She shook her head again and said that wasn't it. Tanya began to tell him that she loved me very very much. We were best friends. Best partners in life. However, she couldn't believe that she had just had sex with another man for the second time in the past two weeks.

Rick was a bit surprised when she said that. She told him that for some reason, she has gone through these periods where she was absolutely incredibly horny for about two months. And during that two months she craved not only me but she also couldn't control her flirtations with men she had come in contact with. Rick asked her to continue.

She continued on and said that she had been able to resist urges even though she travels for business occasionally. She had never stepped out before, and Rick smiled at her. He said, come on, I can't believe never. My wife sighed for a second and said that he's right, she had had an affair with a guy about six months after we were married.

I sat down right where I was standing. I was stunned.

I listened to her say that she was attracted to the guy long before we were married. He worked with her, but he left the company a few months before we were married, and didn't appear interested in taking her to bed at the time.

She thought nothing of it, but they happened to bump into each other at a industry seminar six months after we were married. They chatted about work but she could tell something was different with him. He seemed more interested. That night after dinner and drinking, he pursued her more aggressively. She admitted she was very horny because our travel schedules hadn't matched up well and she hadn't made love with me in about a week.

Tanya sighed, and closing her eyes, she said they ended up in bed, and began an affair that lasted about two months. She continued to shake her head saying she couldn't believe she was in that place again.

Rick began softly caressing he breasts and stomach. He said he had a perspective on what was happening. He admitted that he was more attracted to married women. He knew it wasn't right, but it was just one of those things that made him tic. Maybe it was the challenge, who knew for sure.

Rick said that in Atlanta where he lives, he has a group of about fifteen friends that are into it too. Just before New Year's Day every other year, they make up a list of twenty five beautiful women in the area. Most are married, those are not are engaged or otherwise committed. The objective is to have sex with as many of the women on the list as possible.

Tanya looked at him with an amazed look on her face. He moved his face to hers and began kissing her . Pulling away after a minute, he told her more. He told that one year that members of the group had successfully seduced fifteen of the twenty five which they believed to be far above the national average of one in four. All of the women were under the age of 30, professional and attractive. He had heard one of his friends say that these kinds of things were rare, but there it existed in a few other cities.

Rick began stroking her pussy and kissing her again. Tanya purred, and he asked her if she wanted to be on that list in one of the cities. I could see his cock become erect again as she kissed him back passionately. Her arms went around his neck and she said she didn't know if she could bring herself to do that with so many men. Rick maneuvered his body slowly over hers, and a minute later he plunged his cock back into her cum filled pussy.

My wife moaned as he began to pump into her. He continued to talk to her as I could see his cum being plumbed out of her pussy. Soon a froth of his come formed in the ring of pubic hair that rimmed her vaginal opening. Rick kept at her asking her if she wouldn't like a more men flirt and making a play for her beautiful body. Kissing her he said some of the men had very large cocks, and she might find it fun to see if she could handle it. He also said he loved pushing his cock into her a second time with all his cum inside her from the first time. Rick said he could imagine the woman's husband pushing his cock into her pussy later and feeling how wet her pussy was and wondering if he got it that wet.

Tanya was moaning and writhing over and over again thrusting her hips up to meet Rick's. Five minutes later, Rick came again, and that appeared to be it. I decided to hustle away from the area and get back to the resort before Tanya.

On the way back, I began to think this through. I had to figure out how to get in the game. How to enjoy making a move on women, even experience their wet vaginas. It became clearer that this domino game could be much bigger. With the right strategy, I could win this game. The objective to keep men away from my wife as best I could. I knew I couldn't do it 100% of the time but I was willing to accept losses as if they were investments. I also had to understand the pull, the desire to make love to a married woman.

Walking back to resort, I continued to ponder the game board in front of me. I had to figure this puzzle out. And I knew I could.

[JustWantToWatch]

Very hot!!!

[wingman]

Anymore to this story?

[dickhurtz472]

Great story & exceptionally well written,

pete

[Toolkeeper]

As I walked down the beach back toward the resort, my mind was working. While I had to turn this ship somehow, I also to get a better understanding of what was motivating Tanya, Rick, Jon. I was greatly disturbed by my wife's wanton behavior, but deep down, what I saw her doing with first Jon, then Rick was also pretty hot. I also had to dig more into Tanya's relationship two years ago. That was a surprise. But the bottom line was that I was going to get this back under control.

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By the time I got to my room, I decided to head to the fitness center. After working out for forty five minutes, I bumped into Tanya walking back into the lobby. I announced to her that work was FINALLY done, and no more contact with my colleagues back in Denver until we landed back in the states. Tanya smirked and said we'd see but she appeared anxious to get to the room. She had some sand on her, and noticing that I noticed, she said she needed a shower, and then food.

I allowed her time to clean up in the shower as I tried to relax with a beer on the patio. The beer had its effect on me, and while she put on her make up for dinner, I too jumped in the shower. Tanya was a little quiet during dinner, but after a few drinks, we both relaxed. I apologized about work, and told her that I really was done. Laughing, I proved it by standing up and emptying my pants pockets. See, no blackberry. She laughed and that seemed to break the tension.

We had fun at the patio bar after dinner, dancing, kissing and enjoying one another's company. Rick happened by when we were taking a break at the table, and attempted to sit down. I pushed the chair with my leg and remarked that the point of our vacation was intended to be a bit romantic at times. Sorry, but we'd catch up maybe at the pool tomorrow. Tanya turned a bit white, then blushed and looked away. Rick stepped back and paused for a minute. Trying not to smirk, he said sure, and headed toward the bar.

Tanya reached for my hand and we headed back out to the dance floor. Later that night, we made love and fell asleep. We woke in the middle of the night, and what started as a sleepy slow fuck evolved into a hot session. My wife and I ended up in the shower together at 4am with my pushing my cock into her ass. More of the same the next day. Whenever Rick tried to stop by, I maneuvered what Tanya and I were doing at the moment to exclude him, other than a quick chat. Tanya didn't say anything, although I expected her to comment about it.

We continued to have fun at the pool, and enjoyed the rest of our stay. By the end of the short vacation, Tanya was very attentive to me and I felt good.

We returned Monday afternoon, but Tanya had to go back out of town for a few days for a series of sales calls and wouldn't be back until late Friday evening. So no sex until the weekend.

Markets were pretty steady during the week, so I let one of my team members set the trading strategy while my other team member Janet and I worked on the client prospect presentation we had discussed on Saturday.

Janet had some very good ideas about hedging trading positions, although I thought it involved too many currencies. It appeared difficult for anyone but a "quant" to understand. For the actual execution of the strategy, I wouldn't necessarily have an issue with it, but to describe it to sophisticated senior investment officials who aren't used to this type of details, I did. So, the week was spent unwinding aspects of the strategy to get it to five base currencies - Chinese Yuan, Japanese yen, Euro, British pound, and US dollars. If we were approved for the strategy, we would expand it as it would benefit shipping companies that we would also expect to talk to.

Unless you really look closely at her features, you normally wouldn't look twice at Janet. She usually wore outfits that included pants, and the tops were covered with jackets or sweaters that you could not call clingy. Standing about 5'6'' and if I was a betting man (I am) I'd say 125 pounds with dirty blond curly hair. I would say she is pretty, and eight out of ten males would say she is pretty. So that makes her an 8? But not a head turning 10.

Janet is married to a guy who is a guy who is advancing rapidly at the local office of a national CPA firm. While I don't know them well personally, I've heard that the star in the household is him as expects to be up for partner in two years. Janet is kind of shy, but very very smart, so I would say that she is more or less submissive to what he wants to do to his career. Nonetheless, I see great potential in this young woman.

On Thursday after work, I planned to head to a bar in Lo-Do, which is the trendy downtown area of Denver's central business district. Some people from work were going to be there, and I would probably run into non-work friends too. I asked Janet and my other trader if they were interested in meeting for a cocktail after work. Janet said she wanted to run more simulations and then head home because she was tired. The other guy said he had plans with his wife near the Tech Center.

Later, as I walked to the bar, my thoughts moved to Tanya. The last two days of vacation at Cabo San Lucas with Tanya were hot, and I was beginning to get horny and anxious for her return. However, in the back of my mind, I began to wonder more about Tanya's indiscretions. Not from her perspective, but from Rick and Jon's perspective. What it felt like to plunge their cocks into her wet pussy. Looking down at her lying under them, while they pounded away in her pussy. I shook my head and reaffirmed the commitment to myself not to stand idly by as I pushed my way through the door to enter the bar.

I joined some of my other friends from work at in the back. It seemed that members of the derivatives group was there and a few people from the investment banking side of the house too. I also noticed that Jon and another guy we played golf with were also holding court at the bar.

As I mentioned, Jon is not a cocky guy, and he brought me into the conversation naturally as I walked over to say hello. We were soon talking about the Denver Nuggets basketball team when Christine, a member of the derivatives team who I mentioned in Ch 1 pushed herself into the conversation. Christine played high school and some college basketball and I found that she knew the game very well. Her comments about the state of the NBA and college basketball were right on target, and not dissimilar to my own.

Christine is married to a guy who works as a junior analyst for a competitor of our firm, but a friendly competitor as we occasionally co-underwrite larger deals with them. The guy kills himself working, and Christine told us that he was on a road show for a deal, and wasn't expected back for at least a week. She looked pretty hot, but then again it was Thursday night.

Wearing a blue dress with black jacket, her legs looked spectacular in the new patterned style panty hose. You're not supposed to be checking out a married woman's legs, but then again, leggings like those are eye magnets. Jon was beginning to chat her up, and as I looked back and forth at them, I decided that I didn't like being pushed aside and out of the conversation.

I had consumed a few beers, and was feeling like I wanted to be paid attention to, so I pushed my way back in. Christine and I started going back and forth between investment banking and basketball in our conversation. Although Jon could keep up with basketball commentary, he was out of his league on the banking side. After about fifteen minutes, Christine and I started talking about my group, and perhaps a derivative strategy that can support currencies. Being a younger trader, she became very interested in where some of these ideas would lead to.

Needing another beer, I stepped between Christine and Jon to order one for Christine and me, effectively blocking him out. I turned my back on Jon, and Christine and I resumed our finance discussion. After being shut out of the conversation, Jon began talking with some other people, and soon after he announced he was leaving. He shook my hand and said good night to Christine to whom she gave a perfunctory nod.

But as he stood there for a moment, I noticed that he had a confused look on his face as he tried to figure out my behavior. He thought he might have a chance to make a move on my co-worker, and here was a friend of his (albeit whose wife he fucked) pulling a domino out of place to mess up his game.

After Jon left, and the rest of the work crowd thinned, the din of the bar became too much, and I asked Christine if she wanted to get a bite to eat and continue our discussion. She eagerly accepted, seeing it as a chance to combine efforts with my growing team, and increase her exposure and visibility within her own group.

We continued our discussion at McCormick's, an upscale seafood restaurant nearby. As we talked about the perceived benefits of Euro denominated LIBOR Treasury swaps over our grilled shrimp, I noticed that I had developed a tremendous erection. The erection was as much for the conversation as it was for the pretty smart young woman I was having dinner with. I felt for the first time in a while that I controlled the domino pieces, and I was setting them up in such a way that they would fall as I wanted them to.

The topic of her co-worker Sean also came up. She blushed and for a second, looked uncomfortable. Evidently, the two of them had been interviewing with another firm that was looking to expand its derivatives group. They were very sensitive to anyone finding out given the economy. That explained the cat that ate the canary look last week when I saw them together at happy hour. Christine relaxed when she swore me to secrecy since she wasn't planning on leaving but Sean was considering it.

We enjoyed two lattes and as we were pushing ourselves away from the table, I offered to walk her home. Christine thanked me but said it wasn't necessary as her apartment was two blocks from Coors Field, which was only about five blocks from the restaurant. I said nonsense; it's only a block out of the way from my walk to the parking lot where I left my car.

Christine's building was one of the converted warehouse lofts that are fashionable in some of the old western city industrial districts. I commented that I really liked what the developers had done with many of these underutilized old buildings, and Christine asked me if I wanted to come up to see the apartment features.

We took the elevator to her apartment on the third floor. Upon entering their very expensively decorated apartment, I noticed it had a view of Coors Field and the rail yards beyond. The design was very authentic with old venting systems visibly attached to the 12 foot ceilings. Very open, and it appeared that the walls dividing the bedroom and the living / dining area did not go up to the ceiling.

Interesting. I wondered how they accomodated overnight guests and privacy.

Christine offered me a glass of wine if I could open the bottle, then she excused herself. Finding a bottle of cabernet franc, a wine bottle opener and two wine glasses in the kitchen, I made my way onto the large living room sofa. Christine reentered the room and I noticed she was wearing some comfortable slippers and she left her jacket on the bed. She sat down near me, and I poured the wine as our conversation resumed.

Halfway into our second glasses, we both noticed that we were getting a bit tipsy from the wine. When she was standing, the hem of the dress was a few inches above her knee. But seated on the couch, and moving around on it during the course of our conversation, it was quite a bit higher now. I was feeling very good and without thinking first, I made a comment about the new style panty hose she was wearing.

Women love comments that are implied compliments and Christine took the opportunity to lift her legs and hold them straight out. Admiring them herself, she said, yeah, she usually liked the more conservative sheer black or nude, but she had been feeling more daring lately. Laughing, I told her what I thought earlier, that they were eye magnets. We both agreed that they looked very good on her. She continued to hold her leg up, and I rubbed my hand along her calf for a few seconds feeling the silky softness. The domino pieces were set up.

The small talk continued, and casually, I moved my left arm up to the back of the sofa. Soon after, without thinking consciously about it, I reached up and touched her soft blonde hair. I think the wine was getting to us, and a few minutes later, I leaned forward to kiss her softly on the lips. The first domino piece had fallen.

Backing away before she could push me away, I resumed our conversation. If Christine was uncomfortable, she didn't show it. But I wanted to be patient for my evolving strategy. Eventually, I again leaned forward and kissed her, this time holding my lips to hers. My hand again moved to her hair, and then softly began caressing her neck. Our kissing began to become more passionate which I took as a signal to move my right hand to softly touch her cheek. Her breathing became a bit heavier, but when I moved my hand lower to touch her breast, she softly lifted my hand back to her shoulder.

I moved closer to her and our bodies were more fully touching one another, and I tried again. Christine's breasts are not that large, but they are perky. She didn't move my hand away until I started unbuttoning her dress and my fingers softly touched the skin above her right breast. Christine smiled, and quietly asked me what I was doing.

I told her observe and my fingers pushed inside her left bra cup to find an erect nipple. I flipped it back and forth and her eyes closed immediately.

Breathing heavily and sighing, she moved her hand to firmly hold my right wrist. Even though her grip was firm, I continued to tease her nipple. She broke our kiss and said that her nipples, if I didn't know already, were very sensitive to the touch. We had to slow it down because it got her very horny.

Our lips soon met again, and our tongues were dancing in each other's mouths. My left hand moved up to touch her left breast and soon we were lying back on the sofa. More buttons on her dress were unbuttoned, and my tongue was soon lashing against her breasts.

I sucked in her nipples and she groaned loudly as she held my head firmly. Alternating between the left and right breast, I soon had her dress off her shoulders and down to her stomach area. She was effectively topless in front of me and her hips began to move.

She moaned up at me and said that I knew she was married. I shouldn't be doing this to her, she had never even looked at another man since she and her husband had begun dating in college.

Hearing that seemed to provide me with a greater sense of urgency. I was beginning to understand that this was a challenge; it was about arranging the pieces properly.

Gently squeezing both of her b-cup tits together so that the nipples were closer, I flicked my tongue back and forth faster eliciting deeper moans from Christine.

My right hand released her left breast and began traveling lower along her body. I continued to push her dress lower so that I could see the top of her very tiny bikini panties.

Christine was beginning to squirm more now. Conflicted, she was growing increasingly receptive to my touching, but she was agitated by the issues with her marital status.

[Toolkeeper]

I also want to acknowledge xleglover’s compliment of my story thread and thank him for it. He’s a wonderful writer and I’m abreast admirer.

[wpaman]

Hope your ending has changed, since you posted this on Lit 7 yrs ago. That was a blah ending, didnt really wrap things. all thru this the guy is a cuck until he finally has enough.